RRRRobin 

Robin Lake

He said ...he said he loved us... Loved. If you love someone, then you're not suppose to leave them, right? Then why'd he leave us... why'd he leave his own children. Did you not love us enough Daddy? Were we bad children? Is that it? We'll be good kids so come back. Please, we can't be without you. Don't go! You said you loved us, you said that. You said that you'd never leave us, even when mom went to heaven. You shouldn't have lied if you were going to leave us alone!

"Daddy, you liar," she whispered softly. She lifted her head, staring at the arched, block of gravel infront of her. The little girl's eyes began to sting, filling with a clear liquid. She shut her eyes tightly, letting the tear drops descend against her soft, snow-white, skin. She brushed her tears away in one delicate but swift movement with her small hands, sniffling.

She looked to her lower right, her hand holding a smaller hand. Her younger brother was pouting in his black suit, a beautiful white rose placed in a pocket atop the left side of his chest. He was just a toddler, four years of age.

Taemin didn't bother wiping away his tears. He sighed heavily before a sound escaped his mouth.

He began to wail uncontrollably.

"Taemin, shhh." Yoona bend down, balancing against her calves, petting her little brother. She stood up and kissed his forehead, then pulled him in for a tight hug.

Taemin calmed down a little, gasping a little every once in a while. He was comforted by his sister's warm hug.

"Noona, don't leave me. Don't leave me."

"I won't." Her eyes began to sting again, but she forced herself to hold them back, not wanting to break down infront of her brother.

He hid his face against her silk, ebony dress. His body was pressed so tightly against her, that the ivory rose became crushed.

A petal broke away from it's family, the wind carrying it away in it's bed of air, landing on the roof of a silver, small car. A man stood to the side of the car. He wore a gray suit, jet-black hair styled, combed to the side, hands in his pocket. He had thick eyebrows that would give strangers the thought that he was an arrogant type of gentleman.

But he had a soft heart, and seemed to be in unbearable pain watching the scene before him. He looked away, unable to watch any longer, sighing heavily.

The two siblings broke apart, wiping their tears aside. Yoona quickly regained composure, forcing herself to put on a smile, a weak one.

She reached for Taemin's hand and whispered, "Our ride's here. Time to go to our new home."
Yoona reached for a bouquet, a variety of roses wrapped, and placed them against the grave.
"I forgot to bring food, but I promise to bring some later on." She sniffled and wiped her tears away.The two bowed and turned away.

The two walked towards the man who leaned against one knee, his arms spread out. Taemin let go of his sister's hand and ran towards the young man's open arms. The young man hugged him tightly and stood up, burrying his face at the crook of Taemin's neck.

After a few calming words and pats on the back,Taemin, exhausted from all his mourning, quietly fell asleep.

Yoona lowered her gaze to the ground as she met up with the two still embracing.

"I'm-" The man started to say but was cut off.

"I know. You're our dad's...." she struggled with that last word. "You're our uncle, Siwon. It's nice to meet you."

She kept avoiding eye contact.

She bowed and quickly headed to the other side of the car. She stepped inside. 

She was so nervous when she reached for her door, that she slammed the door shut.

She jumped a little at the sound the door made. She cleared and pushed shoulder-length strands of her soft, black hair behind her ears.

Siwon sighed and placed the sleeping boy in his seat, buckling him up. He got inside the driver's seat, did procedures, and ignited the engine, driving off from the cemetery.

She never once made eye contact with him.

Yoona looked back at the cemetery, eyeing her father's grave.

She turned back around, resting her gaze on her clasped hands.

Smiling weakly, she thought to herself...

I wonder if he looks just like dad...